Date: Tue, 29 May 2012 18:11:18 -0700 (PDT)
From: Boris Chen <borischen@rocketmail.com>
Subject: How I Lost My Virginity, Part-6

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How I Lost My Virginity - by Boris Chen. Chapter 6. Wednesday December 22, 1993


Yesterday was the last day of school for the year. Luckily Tom and I are
both in the same school system so we have matching calendars. I asked him
to come over to be with me in my bathroom-darkroom to develop and print the
two rolls of B&W film I shot on the beach in Galveston over Thanksgiving
break. Mom's at work. Crow is in the living room pretending he's not
watching TV. I asked Tom to drive over while we had the house alone for
most of the day. It's 10am.


We met in the driveway so I could show him how to park to not block mom's
car when she got home since I wanted him to be there then. We went inside
to the kitchen to discuss lunch and stuff. He sat on one of the counter
stools on the far side of the kitchen. We have a bar with seating for five
around the far side of the island bar which is home to the stovetop and
oven as well as the dishwasher and a small sink for food prep. Mom loves
this kitchen. I think it makes too many places to clean. Our kitchen also
has space for a table with seating for four without any leaves inserted. On
one side of the kitchen is the utility room, then into the garage. In the
other direction is the TV room. This house has no formal dining room, we
like it that way. But the TV room has enough space that a large table could
be placed there.


Our house is like an L-shape with the living room, family room (TV room),
and bedrooms in one segment, and kitchen/garage/utility rooms in the other
part. I think the place is about 2800sq ft.


After he parked Tom followed me inside, we discussed food and school as
well as holidays plans. He said his mom told him they were heading to
Oklahoma to near Elk City to visit her parents over the Christmas Holiday.


After a while I started to explain the process of developing film, we
started walking down the hallway into my bathroom. I told him he could sit
on the toilet or the side of the bathtub if he wanted, but unlike printing,
for developing the film the room had to be totally dark, everything was
done by touch, nothing could be moved or changed once we started, I had two
tanks so we could do both rolls at the same time and we would only be in
the dark about five minutes at most.


I showed him the tanks, chemicals, timers, enlarger, photo paper selection,
dryer, and the clothes lines I had overhead to hang the film strips to let
them dry. He listened but never said a thing. I offered to let him open one
of the film rolls but he said he'd let the expert handle it. I assured him
it was not hard, that little kids can be taught to develop film at home.


Everything was set. I had him go lock the front door and return to the
bathroom. Once back I was set-up and ready to go. I closed and locked the
bathroom door, shut off the lights and waited. After a few moments I turned
around the room to make sure it was totally dark, everything was fine so I
took the first tank, opened it setting down the reel. I took the film roll
and a bottle opener and popped off the end removing the small reel with the
film. Taking one end of the film strip I fed it into the opening on the
reel then twisted one side to hand crank the film inside the reel. After it
was all the way in I set it inside the first tank, sealed the lid and
repeated the process with the second reel.


After several minutes I had both reels loaded and inside their light tight
tanks, turned on the lights to find everything was okay. I set the timer
and poured developer into both tanks, Tom and I went to my room to
wait. The beeper on the timer was loud enough you could hear it outside if
you listened carefully and the windows were open.


I turned on the small stereo in my room, Tom sat on my bed, I joined him by
his side. He reached his hand over to rub my back gently. I glanced at my
watch. "I'm glad you're here." I said glancing over at his legs.


Tom leaned over setting his chin briefly on my shoulder, whispering, "I'm
horny as hell."


I looked at him in the eye, he had a look that told me he wasn't
kidding. "About nine more minutes and we can dump the developer and add the
stopping solution." Which was probably not what he wanted to hear. I had a
feeling that these photos would turn out really hot and put both of us in
the mood soon.


The timer buzzer went off. We went back to my bathroom, dumped both
developers, added stopper, re-set the timer and just waited. It didn't take
long to reverse the developer, we dumped the stopper and added fixer and
re-set the timer then went back to my room.


Tom walked up behind me in my room wrapping his arms around me from
behind. That felt wonderful having him there. I heard noise from the TV
room, then clicking on the hardwood floor in the hallway, Crow was standing
in the doorway inspecting what was going on. He never said a thing just
stood there and watched.


I closed my eyes leaning my head back. Tom leaned his head forward along
side my head while his hands rubbed my tummy and chest over my shirt. I
started to get a boner immediately. I'm sure he did too. We stood like that
until the timer went off again. We separated turning towards the door just
in time to see Crow walk away back for his favorite spot in front of the
TV.


Back in the bathroom we dumped the fixer and opened the developing tanks,
removed the film then placed them in a water basin to rinse for a while. As
I stood watching them move around in the basin, Tom came behind me again
reaching around to rub my stomach from behind. Somewhere in the back of my
mind I wished someone could hold me like that whenever I was working in the
dark room like that. It was really nice getting that attention and just
being treated nicely with warm affection like that.


When I pulled the film out of the basin Tom stepped back to watch as I
wiped the water off the film and hung them on the clothesline then turned
up the space heater mounted in the wall of this bathroom. We went back to
my room to wait for it to dry. I decided to make him wait to see his images
on the enlarger.


T: "How much time do we have now?"


R: "Maybe 45 minutes?"


T: "Good."


I was sitting on the edge of my bed, he was standing a few feet away. He
pulled off his sweatshirt and wife beater undershirt exposing his wonderful
upper body. That cut scar was usually below his pants waist line. I
marveled at his chest muscles, suckable nipples, wide and deep bellybutton
and sexy smile. He dropped his jeans stepping out of them now only in his
boxers and socks. I could smell his feet a little.


I think I was staring at his wonderful body too long, made him think I was
locked-up or something, he snapped his fingers in the air in front of my
eyes, I blinked then slowly stood pulling off my clothes too. Now both in
our undies, I scooted back onto my bed. I saw a wet spot on his boxers at
the end of a large ridge. Looked like he had been hard for a while now. I
was not too far behind.


The little bump that is all there is of my bellybutton is about the same
diameter as a contact lens. Tom slowly crawled over me after I scooted
backwards to laying in my bed with my head on the pillow. He stopped
briefly to kiss my bellybutton lump then up to my round nipples, licking
them both briefly then up to my face where he laid his lips into mine,
opening his, slowly sneaking his tongue past my teeth where it met mine and
they danced like old friends. Slowly he lowered himself into me laying more
and more of his weight onto my body.


He slid his hands down to mine pulling them upwards, holding both my hands
with his. Then I felt his boner rubbing into my stomach right next to
mine. I wished we were nude right then but he's such a good and romantic
kisser I didn't want to break it up. I really like kissing Tom. He puts so
much energy and romance into it, it's almost a force you could measure with
some kind of instrument.


He shifted around a little laying on top of me. I got my hands lose from
his placing them on his back rubbing his back down to his butt cheeks, then
up to his armpits then the back of his head and neck, then back to his butt
cheeks. His skin is as smooth as silk and warm as bathwater.


Then the buzzer went off. We pulled our mouths apart staring briefly into
each other's eyes smiling. "It's showtime!" I said.


He climbed off the bed offering me his hand to pull me to standing. Back
down the hallway we went to the bathroom door, opening it the place was
like a sauna. I shut off the heater and turned on the fart remover fan. The
temp dropped quickly. The film strips were dry. I took them both down,
removed the cover from the enlarger, inserted the first strip, turned on
the enlarger lamp, as we centered the first image, which was of Crow on the
beach, east of the rocks. It was a negative image but I could tell he was
going to look fantastic.


I asked him to shut the door and turn off the lights, while I clicked the
button on the red lamp above the countertop. In the red lit room I set out
the three paper developing trays and their respective chemicals and
thermometers. I poured chemical into each tray and got out the box of
printing paper, all 8x10 sheets.


I exposed the first sheet as a test, then set it in the developer. I
explained to Tom that we would have two settings on these shots, those in
sunlight and those under cloud cover. Tom was amazed as we watched the
image of the large black great dane in mid-stride with the Texas gulf coast
waters in the background. Everything in the image was bright and shades of
grey except the dog who was an almost brilliant shiny black. In my mind I
set the time for the sunshine shots, turned off the white light again then
started printing all the photos on the first roll.


When we got to the first shot of Tom he was amazed at how dark and muscular
he looked in these large B&W shots. I noticed he started to get hard
looking at pictures of himself. He said he had never been photographed like
that before but he thought these were easily the best pictures ever taken
of him. He asked for a couple of smaller prints to give to his mom, which I
made two per sheet of two that were not too erotic.


While I was developing them he moved in behind me rubbing my bare tummy. I
could feel his boner poking me in the butt from behind. As I moved each
print from developer to stopper to fixer he looked over my shoulder in
amazement at the picture quality, "I never knew black and white pictures
could look so good." He offered with his hands over my bellybutton looking
over my shoulder.


When I was about halfway through the stack of about 50 photos we decided to
print, he slid one hand down my underwear grabbing my boner pulling it to
aim upwards and lowering the waistband of my undies to leave the last
couple of inches sticking out.


With his other hand he pulled down the front of his shorts rubbing his
boner against my butt crack and lower back, then pressed it between my legs
so he could slowly taint fuck me from behind. I had a hard time
concentrating on what I was doing.


By the time I had all the pictures rinsed and hanging on the clothesline we
were both walking around the bathroom with our underwear laying on the
floor and our boners sticking straight out dripping stings of pre-cum to
our feet or whatever else they touched.


Finally they were all hanging. I sat on the toilet smiled at Tom who walked
to me stopping short about a foot. I marveled at his wonderful body. I
hated the fact that I could only pick one body part to suck on because
there were more than one I really wanted at the same time.


I reached out taking his boner in my hand pulling it right to my waiting
mouth taking almost the entire length inside. His dick felt really hot but
it smelled really nice. I caught a slight whiff of soap or something.


Tom ran his fingers in my hair and mumbled something about not lasting
long. Not sure how long I sat there with him humping my face but it felt
like only a couple of minutes. I felt the head of his dick swell a little
then a moment later he started to cum down my throat. I held still. I could
feel his dick pulsing. I opened my eyes to see his balls twitching in his
nutsack.


I remained perfectly still, then Tom became still. His hands still
massaging my head and ears. Slowly, he pulled out. He stepped backwards a
couple steps, walked to the sink, turned on the water to drink some water
right out of the tap. I stood up and did the same thing. I turned on the
heater and motioned for us to leave and closed the door.


We walked to my bedroom, climbed into bed and laid there for a while. Me on
my back, Tom laying beside me on his side running his hands all over my
stomach and chest, occasionally tweaking one of my tits.


We had some small talk about the rest of the holiday. I looked at the clock
it was 3pm. My dick was still hard, Tom was stroking it from time to time
while we talked about stuff. After several more minutes I showed him the
best way to stroke my dick by hand, which he did quite well. He slowly
massaged my dick by my instructions and after about five minutes of me
making weird pleasure sounds my dick started to feel like it was heating up
and swelling. Then it shot out hitting me on the upper chest and neck, then
across my chest, stomach and dribbling down my dick across his thumb. I
laid there all panting and sweaty for a time.


Then my bedroom phone rang.


R: "Robert's phone.  Hi mom. Nope, Tom's here, we printed the galveston
rolls of film. They're drying right now. No, nothing else. Sure, what time?
Now? Okay. In which freezer? In white paper. Okay. Sure I'll ask
him. Okay. Love you too. Bye." I hung up the phone and returned to bed next
to Tom. I still had cum all over my chest and belly but we both seemed to
forget briefly.


T: "Your mom?"


R: "She wanted to know if you want to stay for dinner with us?"


T: "Sure I guess so but I need to call management first." I handed him the
phone and punched his number.


T: "Hey Mom. Fine. Yep I saw them. Robbie made some prints for you too,
they're the best I've ever seen. Say, his mom invited me to stay for
dinner, is that okay?  Yes.  11pm? Thanks. Yep. Okay bye."


T: "She's fine as long as I'm home before 11, but I got to go home sooner
because I work breakfast shift tomorrow."


R: "Great. I gotta go get a piece of meat out of the deep freezer, come-on
with me."


We walked nude to the garage, turned on the light, over to the deep
freezer, lifted the lid, looked from side to side, saw the white paper
package, got it out, closed the lid and set it in the microwave oven
selecting the custom program for defrosting like mom asked then we went to
the bathroom, shut off the heater, and took the photos to my room after
dumping all the developer trays and basin and covering the enlarger.


Back in my room Tom grabbed a paper towel to clean the cum off my stomach
and chest that was slowly dripping downwards and starting to dry out too. I
sat on the edge of the bed enjoying having him rub my front side all over
with his totally serious facial expression.


Tom got dressed into his undies and jeans only. He started to pull on his
shirt but I asked him not to so I could enjoy looking at his amazing upper
body. He almost laughed at my request. I think I am the first person to
admire him like this.


Around 4pm we got back into my bed and under the sheets to look at the
photos. A short time later I heard the garage door motor kick-on, mom must
be home. Tom looked at me with a sudden expression of fear. I admonished
him not to worry that mom was cool, she'd hardly notice. We stayed in my
bed under the sheet pulled up to the waist- I was still nude he was wearing
jeans and socks. Mom walked in and re-started the microwave. "Hi Robbie,
I'm home!" She yelled from the kitchen. "We're in my room looking at
pictures mom." I yelled back. Tom turned to me with a look of concern on
his face.


After a few seconds mom's face appeared in my doorway which was standing
wide open. She looked surprised at our nudity and being in bed together but
Tom quickly slid the sheet down to show he had his pants on which also
exposed that I was nude laying next to him.


M: "Well I hope you boys had a nice day! Robby honey, dinner should be
ready in about one hour. Would you and Tom mind peeling some veggies for
us?"


R: "Sure mom." We said in unison. She turned her head and walked down the
hallway to her room closing the door.


R: "See, told you she was cool."


T: "You just let her see you nude any old time like that?"


R: "Yep, even with a boner! She really doesn't care."


T: "Wow, my mom would have a cow, then call my grandfather to come beat me
up or something. Por Dios Mio!"


R: "No, totally cool here." And with that I climbed out of bed after
handing Tom all my prints, left the room walked to the garage and got out
some potatoes, carrots, onions and brought them back to my room where Tom
was sitting on the side of my bed pulling his shirt on.


R: "Wanna help wash and peel?"


T: "You gonna get dressed first?"


R: "Hadn't planned on it."


T: "So what are you, some kind of nudist or something?"


R: "No, just lazy. But just to make you less uncomfortable I'll put on
shorts and a tank top." Tom just smiled and watched me try to juggle the
potatoes in my bedroom doorway still nude.


After the second one hit the floor I walked to my dresser getting out old
school shorts, pulled them up then an old gym tank top and pulled it on
over my head too. Smiled at him and motioned for him to follow.


Back in the kitchen I started to demonstrate cleaning of potatoes. "I've
actually done this a lot before, remember where I work?" He said with a
smirk.


R: "Oh yeah. So you wash and I’ll peel, okay?"


After that chore I asked him if he wanted to play tennis. Tom of course
repeated back to me that I had told him that I wasn't in any sports so I
told him it was what Crow and I called playing with the tennis ball. We got
dressed in our warm outside gear and walked Crow the 1200 feet from the
door to the fence around the schools baseball park where I threw the ball
and Crow fetched and returned until it turned into chase the great dane,
which eventually had him tired and drooping so we walked back home just as
mom was taking the roast out of the oven.


This was the first time that Tom and Mom had to just talk about stuff, kind
of a get to know you time, which I thought went well. I know she doesn't
like Daniel and how she talks to him, she was totally different now
speaking to Tom tonight. I think she thought he was cute the way she was
smiling at him, especially after seeing him half nude too.


After dinner Tom and I did dishes while Mom took a shower.


R: "Wanna take a shower with me?"


T: "Right now with your mom here?"


R: "Yes. She knows about us Tom, there's nothing left to hide. I swear
she's cool about that stuff."


T: "Maybe some other time."


R: "God old man, don't be so conservative! You know, you could fuck me in
the shower if you wanted." I said in a sneaky-teasing tone of voice. He
stood there stuck staring into my eyes. I knew he was thinking hard.


I turned to walk to my room, he followed, Crow did too.


I closed the door while the dog climbed onto the bed. I pulled off my tank
top and tossed it back into the drawer. Then I dropped my gym shorts
standing there nude in front of him. He stood there a few feet away
glancing at my skinny featureless body from foot to face, slowing in the
middle. He seemed stuck in thought.


R: "Come-on, live a little." I said winking at him.


Tom slowly pulled off his shirt, dropped his jeans and underwear, then
socks. I turned to walk to my door, then stopped to look back to see if he
was following. He was. I turned to walk down the hallway to the bathroom
door when my mom appeared in her bedroom door heading for the kitchen in
her bathrobe, just as Tom made it to the bedroom door.


She turned to look at his dick and body as she passed but never said
anything. By that time I was in the bathroom sliding the shower curtain
across. I turned on the water as Tom walked in behind me closing the door.


T: "Asshole, your Mom just saw me nude. My own mom never sees me."


R: "I tell you man, she doesn't care. You really need to get over that fear
at this house. I promise you mom doesn't care. Like I said, we got no
secrets here."


Tom looked a bit angry while I turned on the water and adjusted the shower
and closed the curtain. I got out two towels setting them on the toilet
where I sucked him off only a few hours ago. Tom climbed in first and
started to wash, I grabbed a finger of vaseline from the jar, placed it
back in the drawer, smeared in right on top of my hole, climbed in the back
of the shower. Keeping my back side dry I washed my face, pits, front side
and crotch and feet.


Then I turned around facing the back wall, placing my arms against the wall
around face height and stood silently waiting for him to notice. It took
about 30 seconds before he turned around and walked to my back side. His
feet straddled mine, his hands went to my belly then up to my chest to
massage my tits. He leaned his groin into my butt, I felt him go from limp
to fully erect in about one minute.


Tom slid his boner up and down in my crack feeling for home. He also
noticed the goo I had in my crack which was a surprise to him. He found the
spot, I pressed back into him lowering my upper body, spreading my feet to
the sides of the tub. He slid around my entrance a little then slowly
inserted himself.


Once partly inside, he wrapped his arms around me again pressing his body
into mine, humping his dick the rest of the way in, then taking about a one
minute break.


Tom started to mount me from behind in my shower at first spooned into my
back, then standing with his hands on the sides of my lower belly above the
hip and started humping me faster and harder than he ever had before. I was
lovin it.


It didn't take long before he started whimpering. Then he moved his hands
to my shoulders and pulled me harder into him on the inward strokes. About
fifteen more of those and he rammed his boner hard in as far and as hard as
he could and got really still but while pulling back on my shoulders. I
could feel his dick twitching and his lungs panting. I saw the shadow of
his head on the shower wall behind me flop back and forward, looking at the
ceiling then chin down to his chest. After several long seconds he got
still and quiet.


I slowly stood upright. He hugged me from behind again sliding his hands up
to my chest to play with my nipples. I leaned my head back into the side of
his, he leaned his chin onto my shoulder. All we could hear was the shower
water running and the room getting steamier and steamier.


He pulled out suddenly, turning around to scrub his crotch free of vaseline
and cum. I reached behind and wiped my crack out. Cum feels sticky in hot
water.


We got dried off with our towels and headed back for the bedroom still nude
but no mom in the hallway this time. In my door, closed and locked, we
stood in the doorway to suck face for maybe five minutes, then over to my
bed for more face sucking time.


Around 8:45pm he was dressed, I was in shorts. We divided up the photos, I
walked him outside to get in his car so he would impress his mom by coming
home almost two hours early. He drove off with a kiss in the open car
window.


It was cold outside, I was only wearing school shorts. My nipples were hard
as diamonds. After we separated from our car window kiss he reached up to
gently pinch and briefly hold onto one of my tits then put the car in
reverse and backed out the driveway.


I went into my room and wrote him a thanks email for the wonderful day.


I think I may be falling in love with Tom. Not totally sure but I'm feeling
something I've never felt before except for when I bottle fed Crow. Who
knows?